“She’d handled herself against him as well as any female werewolf, if not more vicious and desperate to win. Experiencing a surge… — Vivienne Savage Respect Copy Share Image
“You are to be a queen, Anastasia. You beg no one for anything.” “Not even you?” “Not even me. You are to… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“He glanced at her pink cheeks, noting her eyes were hazy with lust, and began to doubt again. He ached for her… — Vivienne Savage Lust Copy Share Image
“When she said nothing, he continued in the deep and sensual rumble she’d come to love whenever he spoke in a low,… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Prince Edward’s cunning smile reminded Anastasia of a fox who had wormed his way into a hen house.” — Vivienne Savage Lion Copy Share Image
“We are mated for life, Anastasia. You are my queen from this day forward. We have no formal ceremonies, only the sacred… — Vivienne Savage Life Copy Share Image
“Eleanor?” Ana asked, bewildered. “Hello, dear. I see you made your way from the forest. Not quite so lost now, are you?”… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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“She compared him to a horse. Of course, horses were gentle, lovely creatures, and he discovered a compliment buried in her analogy.… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Then come. I will carry your Conall.” Her Conall. The words felt right in her heart, and she only hoped she would… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“I love you, Red. Whatever happens after this, I want you to know I love you more than the sun and the… — Vivienne Savage Love Copy Share Image
“Kissing Ramsay was every bit as empowering as she’d hoped it would be. He startled awake, impossibly still until he came to… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Sorcha murmured a sleepy “goodnight” and passed out the moment her head touched the pillow. Resisting the urge to crawl into bed… — Vivienne Savage Exhaustion Copy Share Image
“In my garden, of course. And you’re my special guest of the evening.” “But I was not aware of an invitation to… — Vivienne Savage Garden Copy Share Image
“I can carry you, Emilia,” Conall offered. “I’m quite capable of walking out.” “Of course, you are,” he agreed, “but after your… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Her body emanated heat, a reminder of where they made contact. The women of Cairn Ocland wore nothing beneath their dresses, but… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“You know him?” “Aye. He’s a… member of one of the hunting clans. And a family friend. A slightly irritating one who… — Vivienne Savage Friendship Copy Share Image
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“You became a bear.” Ramsay crouched beside her and touched her cheek. “The most beautiful bear I’ve ever seen.” “But how?” His… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Sweet stars above, Red.” In a moment of sheer impulse, she leaned forward and nipped his exposed throat. A subtle growl rumbled… — Vivienne Savage Falling in love Copy Share Image
“Alistair crossed to her in three steps, closing the distance and seizing her mouth. He kissed her with energy and passion, the… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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“I don’t know what to say. Thank you doesn’t feel adequate. It’s amazing! It’s—I can’t find words to tell you how wonderful… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“You kissed me.” He scowled at her. “That I did, and you kissed me back.” “A momentary weakness.” “You bit me.” “I… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Will you not come to bed and rest?” Alistair called from the doorway. Anastasia glanced over her shoulder and smiled. “Actual rest?”… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Halt, Princess!” one of the horse-riders called. To hell with that. She tapped her heel against Sterling’s ribs and the lean mare… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“But Ana could probably wear a bath towel and look no less fetching. He sighed, and the noise was so loud, it… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“The smile she bestowed was radiant, brief and fleeting as the sun peeking out from behind heavy clouds, but beautiful nonetheless.” — Vivienne Savage Sun Copy Share Image
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“Sorcha wet her mouth and took a step after him. “Not even a kiss?” “Not even a kiss. I’m a man of… — Vivienne Savage Kisses Copy Share Image
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“You’re…” Victoria wet her lips and struggled to make her reflections gel into cohesive thoughts. “You are pushy at times. And overbearing.”… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
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“Then leave it to me,” Ana said. She strode forward into the audience chamber, determination putting steel into her spine. Alistair moved… — Vivienne Savage Heart Copy Share Image
“You’re a beautiful woman.” “I want to be more than that,” she said, plucking petals off a wildflower. “I want someone who… — Vivienne Savage Beautiful woman Copy Share Image
